Moneyman Lyrics

"A heavy bassline is my kind of salad"

Put some 808s in my heart, pray for me, plead guilty, get over here, get over me

Bilzerian thinks I did it, but I put my money on another man, moneyman

No hickeys, just hockey jam, no need to worry then

I don't even have to brag (I don't)

Even though got nothing but swag (Right on)

Where did your wisdom teeth go?

Who cares? I don't know, but helps the lingo

Not as toothaches did they don't - throw at me more of your wisdom!

Right enough now with these talks

Tell me the most amazing of the ghosts

I had no clue who you were, boy

Not sure I've ever cared for

Outsides, you can show more

If you tell some about your past or...

The thing about ghosts is that they have a reason

And I don't mean this as some deeper meaning

They don't change clothes with every season

I'm about to tell you, just hear me (Out)

They don't freak me out, we're friends, about time you'll get used to it

The sea arises, and us too, it doesn't depend on the clues glued to it

Dig deeper in the harbours, there's some hardcore souls sailing close to it

Close to the surface where the sun is shining, you see some surfers - who don't hear the sunken souls,

Just laughing on like drunken fools (Drunken fools)

Who lives and who's dead then?

Ten times more to teach to pilgrims

Ghosts and souls can here and then

Turn things up on the Caribbean

Get the haze to the moneyman, Blaize

The only one I recognize!

I had no clue who you were, boy

Not sure I've ever cared for

Outsides, you can show more

If you tell some about your past or

Go. Just go